Counterattack Of The Heavens: I'm Just A Luck Plunderer

"They treat you like a virus."

Wang Xiao looked on and smiled.

He thought that he might be targeted as an enemy, or even hit with a forbidden curse after learning Ye Ling's identity.

But he never expected that people in this abyss of death would be frightened and hide so far away.

"That's probably true. Maybe my life breath is too strong. I've already turned into a spirit body, and they didn't notice the difference in me..."

Ye Ling sighed sadly. He just wanted to take a look, but he was still treated as a living person.

The most important thing is that the other party's performance is too direct.

Why hide? If the breath of life can cause harm to them, it is already too late to hide now!

"Over there, you can go directly to the City of Death. Your Highness, the Elf Prince, hurry up and go there. When you get there, you will definitely see the Son of the Undead!"

Seeing that they didn't move, the woman could only urge them again from a distance.

The Elf Prince is not a virus to them, but it is an existence that none of them dare to come into contact with.

The breath of life is extremely poisonous to the undead.

"Let's go. If you don't go, they will be scared to death."

Wang Xiao lowered his head and laughed, his shoulders shaking. He held back his laughter and raised his head, urging Ye Ling to hurry up and leave.

This was the first time he saw Ye Ling being so disliked.

Thinking about how well treated he was in the mermaid tribe before, the queen and elders of the mermaid tribe took special care of him day by day.

Now, oh my, what a miserable elf prince... revenant.

The more he thought about it, the happier he became. Even if Ye Ling was a spirit and it might be unsafe, Wang Xiao felt that he could ignore it for the time being.

"You are smiling so happily. I will give you to the Son of the Dead later to see if you can still smile!"

Ye Ling grabbed Wang Xiao's shoulders, threw him directly into the teleportation array above the altar, and then walked up himself.

After he left, the surrounding dead soldiers sat on the ground in a state of embarrassment, all of them rejoicing as if they had finally waited for the rest of their lives.

The two people who entered the teleportation array, after teleporting to the City of Death, saw a young man floating in the air as soon as they walked out. Not far from the young man, there was a group of dead souls performing songs and dances.

The beauties served fine wine, enjoyed the beautiful dance, and listened to the wonderful singing...

"Is this the Prince of the Dead?"

Wang Xiao felt that his impression of the God of Death had completely fallen off the altar when he saw the Prince of the Dead.

It's such a comfortable life...

"The Tree of Life actually sent you to me. Did you destroy the Fountain of Life? Otherwise, how could he send you here..."

The Prince of the Undead turned to look at the two people who had teleported over. After confirming that Ye Ling was now a spirit, he laughed and threw the wine glass in his hand.

Then he jumped to the ground, stared at Ye Ling again and again, then sat directly on the ground holding his stomach and continued laughing.

This state, compared to Wang Xiao's performance just now, left Ye Ling speechless.

But they all also know that this so-called Prince of the Dead is actually the God of Death, which is completely different from the Tree of Life that uses its branches to create generations of Elf Kings.

"The fountain of life is still fine..."

Ye Ling also sat on the ground, waiting for the guy opposite to finish laughing before telling him that the Fountain of Life was fine and there was no such thing as being destroyed.